Super Treasure Hunter

After a while, the sword intent dissipated, and there was no whole piece of flesh and blood in the black robe man, and even the white bones were exposed abruptly.

The injury was extremely serious. If he tried his best from the beginning, even if he was lost, he would not end up so miserably.

I saw Zhou Zhong Hengjian stepping forward, and the sword intent of Dao Zhi Jian was cut out towards the black robe man.

Cut off the head directly, Zhou Zhong's mouth outlines a curve: "Your Chinese teacher hasn't taught you, do you use your full strength when the lion fights the rabbit!?"

I thought it was another hard fight, but because of the underestimation of the black-robed man, he was killed so easily, but there is no regret medicine in this world.

The ability to merge the two strongest sword intents this time is also a surprise. Although the power is huge, the consumption of strength is also terrifying.

After cutting out that sword intent, the power of darkness in Zhou Zhong's body seemed to be drained. He grabbed a large amount of pills and poured it into his mouth, and then chased him in the direction where Cao Yiming had left.

It took only two quarters of an hour, but Cao Yiming didn't even dare to stop, until the power of darkness was exhausted.

It had already taken out hundreds of miles away, even if the Underworld Sect cultists wanted to pursue it, there was no trace.

Lying on the ground, panting heavily, glanced at Yang Xixi who was still in a coma, and Cao Yiming began to worry about the safety of the week.

You know, there is a great power with the power of a number of earth saints among the cultists of the Underworld, what should be done if it is entangled in the middle of the week.

Cao Yiming wanted to go back, but in the end he suppressed the idea, not because he was afraid of death, but because he knew that if he couldn't get out of his strength even in the middle of the week, he would only be distracted even if he went.

And the most important thing for me right now is to complete the task that I confessed to me in the middle of the week and take good care of Yang Xixi.

After a while, a strong wind hit, and Cao Yiming subconsciously ejected and pulled out the saber around his waist: "Who is it, you don't show up quickly!"

Cao Yiming also had no bottom in his heart. The previous rush was already exhausted, and now he has not even recovered.

However, Cao Yiming was already prepared to die, even if the cultists were really chasing him, he would have to let Yang Xixi die after him.

"Alertness is still not enough. I have been by my side for a while. If you were to change to be a congregation, you would no longer know how many deaths!"

Zhou Zhong showed his figure, walked straight toward Yang Xixi, placed Yang Xixi's head on his thigh, and then instilled spiritual power into Yang Xixi's body.

Soon Yang Xixi regained consciousness, and at this moment, the state had recovered a little. As soon as he saw the middle of the week, his tears slid down.

"Why are you? Isn't it all right?" The biggest headache in the middle of the week was that the girl cried, so he asked.

"Zhao Wenbo is dead!"

Yang Xixi couldn't stop sobbing.

Hearing such short words, it was like a lightning strike in the middle of the week. Only then did I know why Yang Xixi was like this. Yang Xixi had always been fond of Zhao Wenbo.

It's just that because of my shy nature, I haven't been embarrassed to say that. I never thought that it is now separated from the sky.

In the middle of the week, there was also a period of loss of consciousness. You must know that Zhao Wenbo can be regarded as his little junior.

"Senior Brother Zhouzhong, you must avenge Zhao Wenbo, but you can't just let him die in vain!"

Yang Xixi buried his head in Zhou Zhong's arms and cried bitterly.

"Don't cry, what's the matter, you and I will elaborate." Zhou Zhongqiang asked with the sadness in his heart.

"Not long after you left the Sky Tower Kingdom, Zhao Wenbo and I left the Ice Tower Shenzong, went down the mountain to experience, and learned that there was a nearby force inquiring about you. Zhao Wenbo suspected that someone wanted to disadvantage you, so So he began a secret investigation. In the end, all the evidence pointed to the four major forces in Maicheng. Zhao Wenbo was worried about your safety. He knew that the four major families were not something he could provoke, but he decided to continue the investigation, but the clues ended here. It broke."

As soon as Yang Xixi recalled, the tears that had already stopped flowed down again.

"After thinking about a lot of ways, I couldn't continue. Zhao Wenbo could only choose to take the risk, penetrate into the four major families, and become the elder of the four major families. He thought he could use this to investigate news about you. "

"But I never imagined that not long after becoming the elder of Keqing, Maicheng had a force called Plutoism. At the beginning, Zhao Wenbo's strength was only the peak of the purple belt, and even the city lord of Maicheng was no more than a black belt. , And the strength of any cult member of the Underworld Sect is stronger than the main Maicheng City. I don’t know how much, how dare the four big families offend him? This group of forces used thunder means to suppress the entire Maicheng and force Zhao Wenbo. take away!"

"Then there was no news of Zhao Wenbo for several days. I was anxious but there was no other way. I had to wait for the place where the two had agreed to join. Not long after, Zhao Wenbo's body was hung on. On the wall of Namai City, there are still a few powerful black belt guards who are so exposed to the scorching sun all day long. How can I watch it, so I lose my mind and rush forward, wanting to take Zhao Wenbo’s The corpse was snatched back, but it was captured by the **** of the gods."

"Zhao Wenbo and I have a joint location. Looking at the incomplete body of his corpse, you can imagine what kind of torture he experienced during his lifetime, but he did not give me a confession, and finally the corpse was hung on the wall. , There was not a trace of pain on his face, but only relief!"

When Yang Xixi talked about this, he was already crying, crying into tears.

In the middle of the week, his face was also pale. I thought that this Underworld religion was only related to the blue-eyed and black-robed people. I had been looking for them, but I never thought that my hand had reached out to the people around me.

Zhao Wenbo is just a comfortable monk, and his personality is also very good on weekdays. He never disputes with others, how can he provoke Plutoism, except because he is comfortable and can't think of other explanations.

How he wanted to repay his friendship, originally only needed to say some clues about himself, the **** of the gods would definitely not hurt the killer, but why did he die, so he was killed in vain.

The four in the middle of the week pierced into the palm of the hand, and a trace of blood came out.

In the middle of the week, it was clear that Zhao Wenbo was worried that the power of the **** of the gods was too terrifying, the black belt and even the strength of the earth saint, to the purple belt cultivation of Zhao Wenbo, it is no different from a god, in his eyes he is not an opponent at all, so he chose I would rather die to protect myself.